Lost Youth - Poem by Brandon Brasher
Lost among the rubble and twisted metal an Angel
has fallen, not from the sky nor the grace of God but from our sight.
He lingers in our hearts and in our souls.
His smile is full and bright as the sun.
To think of him gone is nearly impossiable.
He leads and he followed with the kindest of hearts.
Never wanting but willing to give.
The warmth of his embrace is like the sun setting in the western sky.
So full and bright with that beautiful rays and colors of light.
The body may be gone but the soul and love will remain, in the
hearts of everyone he blessed.
There are no easy ways to talk about our fallen Angel.
Just that he has left an open hole in all of our hearts.
He will live in all that knew him in every beat beneath our chest.
Massena New York.
I am Sorry For your Loss.
With a Heavy Heart.
We have lost a great young Man.
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